Night had passed with no word from Uryuu; yet still, Ryuugen had clung to some miniscule hope that his son was still alive. He had trained Uyruu better than to let himself be caught, and although his son had never been in the heat of battle against a vampire, Ryuugen believed that the boy was ready. He closed his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose in silent frustration. It was his fault that Uryuu was in this situation, but who else could he rely on?

He gazed at the files on his large office desk. Three of his men were killed last week in Cairo, Egypt by a large vampire coven based there and a female team member wasn't recovered from the mission; which meant that she was being saved for later. The man sighed deeply at the loss, what would he tell the families of those men and the girl? There was always another lie he forged with his soul.

He glanced at the door before the soft rapping upon its surface began. "Enter…"he said quickly, knowing it was his secretary, Yumichika.

"Sir, I still have no contact with them…" The slim man had said upon entering, he strode over to his boss's desk with purpose as he handed him a stack of manila folders. "These are the emergency contact files for our fallen comrades…"

Ryuggen glanced at the papers briefly before tossing them to the side once he read that one man's wife just gave birth to a boy a little over two months ago in the same hospital where the head of the Destroyers worked as the director…The boy had been born while the father was in Cairo working for him…and now he was dead; he would never be able to set his eyes on his new son. If Ryuugen still had the heart to do so, he would have wept. He looked back up at Yumichika, "You'll go inform the families…but get Ikkaku in here so I can go over Phase 2…"

"Yes, but, sir, If I have permission, may I say this to you?" Yumichika asked, looking sullen.

"What?" the man replied, looking up at the secretary.

"We will find your son…I promise, we will do it, even if we die trying, I vow it…"the dark haired man said.

Ryuugen nodded quickly, seeing the determination in his subordinate's eyes. "Yes…I know you guys will…"

Yumichika smiled brightly at his commander's faith in him and the other Destroyers. "Thank you, sir." He said and then left.

The tension left Ryuugen's body soon after; he was glad his men still wanted to serve him and his purpose even though the massacre of one of his squads shocked them all. And with Yumichika's words, he knew that he wasn't fighting the vampires alone, no, he still had his men, ready and willing to aide him in such battles. But there were others who could help him; the only two he knew off.

They were the first to even mention the whereabouts of the club that doubled as a vampire covenant. At first, Ryuugen was surprised that they knew who he was and what he did in the Destroyer Organization and he never known that there was more to the supernatural world than just vampires…No, these two beings that had come to him were far more different from the blood drinkers, yet they were just as deadly.

"What are your names…?" Ryuugen had asked them after he had gotten over his initial shock.

"I am Chad Yasutora and she is Tatsuki Arisawa…"said the large male, as he gestured to the black haired female at his side.

Ryuugen had written the names down on some papers strewn across his desk. He continued to stare at the two, wary of their calm demeanor. "So…the two of you are…"the man trailed off, he couldn't believe the word he was going to use.

"Werewolves…"Tatsuki had finished for him.

"Y…yes…"Ryuugen had said darkly. "But I must ask---for you to request my…assistance in this matter---I have to know; do you kill humans?"

"No…"Chad had said, shaking his head, "We live by eating the meat of other animals…"

"I see." The doctor said, deciding to believe them before he could find a way to test that notion. "So, do you change during the full moon?"

"We can change at will; whenever or wherever we want…"Tatsuki had answered, annoyed by the question for some reason unknown to Ryuugen. He figured that the girl wasn't half as comfortable about telling him about her abilities as Chad was.

"And silver kills you?" The doctor asked, documenting the information.

"It's not that simple," Chad had said with a slight smile. "That's just a myth made for human entertainment. Though, like vampires we can be killed through cremation, dismemberment of our bodies, but unlike them, any fatal gunshot wound or mortal blow to the head can kill us, but only if you can get that close…" the dark brown haired boy said but Ryuugen knew he was leaving something out.

"Okay, now that the introductions are over, can you help us or not?" Tatsuki had asked, clearly unnerved, the complete opposite of her partner, who had sat there, calm and calculating.

"You say that you wish to be free of the vampires…how is that you are bound to them?" Ryuugen had asked.

Chad had looked at Tatsuki who then nodded solemnly. "A long time ago, in a small town in Mexico--my parents lived there--the whole town was made up of wolves like Tatsuki and me; it was like a pack. They lived peacefully and humans weren't wise to our transformations, yet there had been some incidents where some would give away our secrets…I believe you heard of such tales, like of the Chupacarbra." He said as Ryuugen nodded. "But those werewolves were ordered out of the pack or killed by my father; he was what you would call the Alpha male."

Chad paused for a moment before going on; Ryuugen could tell he was getting to the bad part of the story. "Other than those incidents, we lived undetected, that was so until we met the vampires." He said with loathing. "In our town, we were used to tourists, but most of them came by day…but the leeches only arrived by night. And just by looking at them we knew they were different, neither human nor wolf…They told us that they had come from far away, that they were seeking the 'dogs derived from man…' and we knew exactly what they meant, yet we tried to remain oblivious but that only sent the vampires into a rage and they attacked us.

"We transformed to fight but they were just too strong and it only took minutes to realize that this was a fight we couldn't win. More than half our pack was killed or wounded. And the vampires were very clear in their orders, they wanted the children and the pregnant women and if we defied them again all of us would be destroyed. And then that's when my father tried to reason with them, telling them that they would give them two children once they were born-- to raise however they liked. Many of the pack protested this since female werewolves were sometimes infertile and a were-pup born successfully was rare in our town but it was all my father could do. The children in the village were the future; those unborn were not yet a part of that. "

"And that was when the contract my parents had made with the vampires called Aizen and Gin began, and it stated that my parents and another pregnant couple were to give up their unborn child for the sole purpose of serving them when they come of age. And from what my mother has told me, my father had tried to move us and the other couple away before Aizen and Gin could take me and…."Chad had glanced at his friend; the girl's eyes were filled with tears. "…Tatsuki."

Ryuugen's eyes widened at the news. "And your father…?"

"But Aizen and Gin knew what would happen and pursued us and…our fathers fought for us until the very end…our mothers were spared." The large man ended. "And now that we're of age, Aizen has ordered us to breed…"

"He wants more werewolf servants…?" The older man said in awe.

"Yes…" Chad said darkly.

Ryuugen looked back at Tatsuki, seeing the tears flow freely down her pale cheeks; he couldn't help but feel some pity for her. "And have you two…conceived?"

"No!" Tatsuki protested, sobbing, "I'd rather die than give those bastards what they want! I would never put a child in their dead hands…to hurt and…and molest…"

Chad had then placed a large hand on her shoulder for comfort. "So, Mr. Ishida, will you help us kill Aizen and his subordinates…."

The doctor had thought for a long moment, thinking of why he created the Destroyer Organization to kill vampires, but what about other creatures that could be categorized with them as inhuman? He looked back at Chad and Tatsuki; his thoughts wandering to how their mothers must've suffered, having to give their only children away; never to see them again; the only thing they had left of their husbands who died fighting for them. Ryuugen could only answer, "Yes."

That had been almost a year ago, the next day was when he first moved to New York and enrolled Uyruu into one of the public schools. It was the same one the werewolves attended; they must've met his son and knew what he was, they had seen their freedom in him. But now Uryuu was gone, captured by those very monsters that enslaved the werewolves. And it seemed that there wasn't much he as Uryuu's father he could do. Suddenly, a knock came to the door, but Ikkaku had entered before he could even grant permission.

"Sir, I'm ready for Phase 2," the tall, bald-headed man said, eager to fight. Ikkaku was one of his best men; he was in charge of all the Destroyer Squads and of the one hundred Ryuugen had obtained in his fourteen years since the start of the program only seventy-nine remained. 'Seventy-eight…'the doctor thought, remembering the fallen team in Cairo.

"I want you to use our Righteous Death…" Ryuugen ordered, slightly unsure if that was necessary. "…use it to find Uryuu, I believe they still have him alive…for what reason, I don't know…"

"Yes, sir…"Ikkaku said almost hesitantly, he had only met the one who's code name was Righteous Death once—two or three years ago---and it was something incredibly amazing, yet it also made him want to forget the encounter. He nodded as Ryuugen handed him a three pronged key. The location of Death was secret, even more so because most squads didn't know he existed. And if they did, they knew not to pass the information around.

Ikkaku, left his boss quickly, knowing that they couldn't waste anymore time; Uryuu had to be returned to them, whether he was dead or alive. Proceeding down the parking garage for the hospital employees, he went for the door labeled as a storage room for janitors, once inside, he made a left past a large generator towards another door that was unlabeled. He took a key card from his pocket, sliding it through the activator; with a slight click the door opened at once.

The man went down the stairs presented to him upon entering, and into a narrow corridor. He heard the slight voice of two men and the sweet melody of some kind of technological item. Ikkaku focused in on one figure he knew. "Shuuhei?"

"Yeah? What's up, Ikkaku?" the other man asked, his dark hair was spiked in every which way, it was something Ikkaku knew he couldn't tame.

"What are you doing down here?" Ikkaku asked, but his eyes went to the cellar in behind the Destroyer soldier.

"Just letting him see some stuff…" Shuuhei pointed to the cellar's small barred opening, Ikkaku could see and eye glowing from the light of whatever the other man gave the one in the cell.

Shuuhei ignored his commander for a brief moment, turning back to the cellar. "So, you change the channels with that knob to your left and then turn up the volume with this button. "The man pointed by sticking his hand in between the bars.

"Don't!" Ikkaku shouted, but the other man continued. The bald man breathed a sigh of relief once he heard no screams. Ikkaku cared for all the men in his unit even when they did stupid things like Shuuhei; he went up to the man.

"You need to relax…" the older man smiled gently as if the three scars tearing down his face did nothing to hinder his smile's pleasantness.

"What did you give him?" Ikkaku asked, peering into the barred window.

"A portable television…" Shuuhei said simply, "I mean, it must get so boring down here with nothing to listen to or nobody to converse with…."

The younger man shrugged. "Eh, he doesn't complain…"

Shuuhei's dark, wise, eyes filled with annoyance, "That's not the point, sir…" and Ikkaku was going to differ but the man had already changed the subject. "Any word from the wolves on Uryuu's capture?"

"No, we couldn't get a hold of them…Either Aizen has found out about their betrayal and killed them or they're laying low before they can come back to us with more information…"

Shuuhei inhaled deeply. "I hope it's the latter…"

Ikkaku nodded in agreement. "But later tonight, we're moving out…And Death's gonna be our backup plan just in case we run into Aizen or the other one…"

"Heh," Shuuhei chuckled. "You hear that, Ken? You're coming out tonight…Geez, how long has it been? Three years since that fight in Alaska?"

"Yes…"Came the deep, hoarse reply. "What time is it now?"

"It's about 9am…"Ikkaku answered, "But we're having a meeting in the board room so everyone can get to know what kind of monsters where up against." He said, unlocking the cells door, but not before taking out a taser gun. Soon, the enormous figure that was called Death emerged from his cell, holding the portable device in hand, and under the dim light his feral grin could be seen.

"It's been too long since my hand's been covered with the blood of those I kill…"the man said, revealing his large, white fangs. "Are they strong?" He asked, glaring at Ikkaku with his one, gleaming yellow eye.

"Yes…very…"the bald man answered and Shuuhei nodded in agreement.

"Good…"


A/N: ....Chappy 8, I present to you! I hope you like it and continue reading. Heh, dont worry, my loyal RenIchi fangirls and fanboys, there will be plenty of them in the next chapter. I might even go so far as to make them do certain stuff....